"Ah... what kind of development was this?"
Han Dong had completely failed to anticipate such an absurd turn of events.
The Vice Principal and W. Walter had essentially just met for the first time.
Not only was there no racial barrier between them,
but they had swiftly plunged into an in-depth discussion simply because of "vortices," even forgetting about Han Dong, their important student.
The two big shots were discussing matters concerning "vortices" together.
How could Han Dong possibly miss such an opportunity?
Although he had failed to catch up with them, he immediately slipped into the void and rushed at top speed to the entrance of the Vice Principal's tomb chamber.
As he carefully pushed open the door,
W. Walter stood with his hands behind his back, studying the ancient secret script carved across the tomb walls.
The Vice Principal was in infant form, floating behind Walter while dragging his umbilical cord, explaining certain incomprehensible arrangements and special combinations of secret script.
The two were utterly absorbed and did not notice Han Dong's arrival at all.
"Forget it. I'll study it on my own first."
Han Dong was actually rather pleased.
The Vice Principal had to remain stationed at Miskatonic University year-round and did not even have the chance to attend the Apex Council... dedicating everything to the university.
It was rare for him to meet a kindred spirit. Amid endless tedium, a ray of dawn shaped like a vortex had appeared.
Likewise,
Walter was in the process of trying to accept Abyssal Demon culture.
The moment he arrived, he encountered someone as interesting and learned as the Vice Principal. Then he saw Abyssal Demon secret script that he had never come into contact with before, immediately becoming immersed in it.
Vortices and their interest in secret arts bound